Sky and her dad are going to make an unbeatable pair.
Walking down Union Street with something this cute tucked under your arm is a surefire way to get stopped every 3 to 5 feet by squealing people.
Big for 8 weeks, I think? But heck, I’m no vet. If that’s what the vet said, then who am I to argue?
I was in a hurry, but I still wanted him to put her down so I could run around with her for a while. Oh well, maybe I’ll get lucky and see them again.